𝑰'𝑴 𝑵𝑶𝑻 𝑪𝑶𝑶𝑳

14

☆ Lee Tae-Moon ☆

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    Tae-Moon felt hot, excruciatingly hot. Electric shocks coursed throughout his body, equivalent to that of a taser's, as he trembled. It seemed as if his skin was burning, melting onto his bones. He could smell the burning flesh. The disturbing scent surrounded him, suffocated him.

The boy wanted to open his eyes, scream out for his social worker's help- but he couldn't move or let alone speak.

Tears of fear and pain squeezed through his clenched eyes and rolled down his cheeks.

This has to be a dream, wake up! Wake up-

Tae-Moon's thoughts came to a pause upon hearing someone's voice.

It was familiar.

However, not a relieving familar.

His trembles became worse, now being controlled by pain and fear.

He couldn't place his finger on who the voice belonged to. All the teen knew is that the eerily tone of the stranger's voice unnerved him.

The voice didn't go away.

It only became louder and louder.

Until it was right above Tae-Moon's head.

"Tae-Mooooon." The person sang, their voice deep and laced with a malevolent tone. The boy felt the locks of his hair that were sweating and sticking to his forehead being brushed. The gesture, from an outside point of view, looked loving and comforting.

But he knew better.

His tormented soul knows who this really is.

Tae-Moon's jaw clenched upon feeling his hair being gripped tightly onto and pulled up slightly.

The unidentified person chuckled and bent their body foward until they were leaning right over the other's face.

Their next words sent the small male into a fit of terror and a shocking realization.

"You've deeply disappointed me."

"You know what happens when you do, right?"

Tears fell more rapidly, he remembers now.

So now, Tae-Moon knew what was to become of him.

It was his priest's favorite game.

"The council will come in and introduce you to the newest.... investments...

By the end of this punishment, I hope you have learned your lesson, sweet boy."

Tae-Moon was sent over the edge upon feeling the tip of a needle stab into his skin.

He snapped his eyes open.

The familar man above him smiled wide as the world crumbled and shook around him.

Soon the Earth beneath him gave out, swallowing only him.

The dark haired male opened his mouth to scream. But of course- he wasn't able to.

Back then he was never able to, not even in the waking word.

Tae-Moon was never even given the chance to fight back to begin with.